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letra de tarantula - odprophet

[intro: odprophet]
this is not a problem, this that molly-woppin’
even if the shotty stop, you get body dropped
this how the seventh got ’em (seventh son), b-tch, we been a problem
we came up from the bottom where losing’s not an option

[verse 1: odprophet]
uhh! plasma spewing, i’m at the point i’m not even human
who are you to form an opinion about the things i’m doin’? (b-tch)
i’m a tarantula, eight legs and my mandibles break legs
and my b-tch, she give great head, she a cannibal (cannibal)
swallow my children, i’m at the top of the building
’bout to jump off and plummet to the bottom from the ceiling
this that bust your head music, my pеople believе you dead to it
your cerebellum leakin’ red fluid, you’re a rare student
not them gutter guys, forty blow his nugget off
watch him try to pick it up, shrug it off, a whole lotta gang sh-t (gang sh-t)
take your face and rearrange it, you can get your sh-t split for who you hang with, no sucker sh-t allowed
you’re kinda south, you’re wildin’ out, my people hijack a f-ckin’ plane and throw the pilot out
this sh-t ain’t always a-one when you can’t even trust your day ones
k!ll you and shoot myself with the same gun ’cause lately i just

[chorus: odprophet]
feel like i’ma commandeer a comet
siftin’ through the blood and the vomit, the mud and the chronic
for real though, b-tch, i’m high off effin’ life
ain’t this aggressive, i’m a pilot, keep blamin’ me on overload
save your savior for them sober 40s
i transcendin’ through dimensions, seen the holy ghost
in my pocket, got some papers and my mobile phone
text my mother that i love her when i overdose
[verse 2: odprophet]
momma, i can connect, b-tch, it’s sponsored, he’s an irreverent monster
i mix success with the angel dust, i seen the devil in concert
he got the face of a billy goat, say he gon’ chomp but he really won’t
i ain’t got time for your silly jokes, i’m from a place where they really blow
707 sh-t, i body somebody, no body, no evidence
creep up the side of the wood with the light, all of this sh-t and we stick with the precedent
cold, my heart is cryogenic, my mind is schizophrenic
these bars are pyrotechnics, your rhymes are all synthetic
y’all shed skin like a snake, i’m a centipede
gon’ have to shoot me in my face like kennedy
crucifixion is my new religion, as a kid i was a superhero without super vision
i told you that i wished i could alter more than s-x, truth is i’m a jakovasaurus rex
somebody call the plug and tell him that i’m out the door
they grabbed him on the first this month so now we broke

- odprophet

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